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Some things for her to know.....

As my C-section date approaches, yes we still have three months, but Ivie could come early, and as we think more about Zoie going in for the VNS surgery, my mind keeps wandering and making these lists of things I want to tell Zoie about.  Im not a fan of surgery.  In fact it is terrifying to me. I thought before she went in for surgery, if she does, and before I do, I would take some time to jot down some things I want my little girl to know about life.  I would usually write these thoughts in her baby book, but that baby book stopped at age two :)

Your dad and I think it's pretty special to have a little girl.  Im sure we would have loved a little boy, but you make having a little girl extra special.

All those times I don't answer my phone during the day, Im probably napping with you.  I don't care if you're supposed to be in your crib or in a bed for every nap.  It's you and I's bonding time and I love it!

I love to kiss your feet.  You think it's funny, your dad thinks it's gross because they are always salty due to your cf.

You know when someone hurts themselves, somehow.  You think it's funny....not sure this is a good thing that you laugh when someone says, "ouch" or "uh oh."  It's cute.

God loves you.  He made you for a reason.

You are stronger than anyone ever thinks.

You have the best daddy.  He works hard so you and I can be together during the days.  When he gets home, he lights up seeing you say, "dada."  He would do anything for you!

You are Zoie.  You're not CF, or seizures, or microcephaly. 

Never stop smiling! 

You have taught me who God is, what faith is, what patience is, what perseverance is, what love is, what hope is, and what a miracle is.  You have made your daddy and I closer.

You hate cold food, but you get it anyways to warm up those taste buds.

We are giving you a sister to help you, help us, and I know you will help her.  I hope she is your best friend and you are hers.

I hate that you grind your teeth when you go to sleep.

Sorry for giving you my big eyebrows ;) 

Daddy is sorry for giving you his big ears ;)

I love painting your toes and taking you swimming in the summer.

You have some of the best doctors out there.  So good we always tell Daddy's work we won't move.

More people ask me how you're doing than asking me how I'm doing ;)  Don't worry.  I expect it.

When you grow up, we will teach you to pray.

You have more people who love you than you know, including your daddy and I.  We will all advocate for you, always.

Thanks for learning to give me hugs, while you pull my hair.

You love to dance.

You now know how to pull our your earing, but playing with your ears soothes you.  Not stopping it.

Who knew that Zoie meant life when we named you?  Not us :)

Love you Zoie Rae.











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